Alone with Her (2006) Movie Script

Oh, my God, this is so cold! What? Get over here. Go get it! Come here, perro. You wanna play some more? Shit. Southland traffic, crash downtown L.A... - Good morning. - ... east 101 at Coldwater... I had to call, because I'm experiencing the same thing, and I could use your advice, bro... - Can you blame her? - No, I guess not. You have to change the way you think. If a woman sees that you're... Can I help you? Yeah, my wife and I would like to, you know, keep an eye on our nanny while we're away from the house. Right, right. We have all kinds of household objects with built-in cameras. Or you could do it yourself. You can hide this one in anything- you know, TV, clock-radio, VCR, whatever. How much is this? This one goes for sixty-nine bucks, and it comes with the receiver. Hmm. Do- do I- do I need a license or something? No, you're good to go. It's totally legal. I don't know. It's hard. I mean- Dan, you have to find out what's important to her, okay? I mean, you have to pay close attention and really listen to what she says with an open mind, ... some guys that actually keep a small notebook handy, and whenever they notice something important to the girl... Beautiful. Testing... testing. Ahh. No! Bad boy! Bad boy! Ohh! Perro feo, eso no se hace! Slo que hay un trfico terrible. Eso es Los ngeles, eh? Bueno. Ya trancaste las puertas? - S, mam. - Las dos? So, any sex with the ex? Shut up. - Did you see him? - No, thank God. Good. No drunk dialing either, right? Yeah, Jen, I got hammered with my parents and snuck up to my room. I wouldn't put it past you. - Okay, I'm hanging up now. - No, no, don't. Mmm. Me too. It was very, very powerful. Yes, me too. Very powerful. How did you like the wedding speech? How did you like the wedding- That's a great movie you have there. I just saw it last night. - Oh, me too. - Really? Yeah. It was very powerful. God, tell me about it. My eyes were so puffy by the end that I looked like a boxer. Cafe latte for Terrence. How did you like the wedding speech? Oh, that was my favorite part. - Big surprise. - Totally. Doug, double cappuccino. - Well, uh, have a great day. - You too. Thanks. - What do you think? - I think you look really hot. I don't like this, either. Ohh, I just don't feel good. Whatever. Guys love sad girls. You're nice and vulnerable. Where's my boy? Where is my boy? Where's my boy? Where's my boy... Mmm... Ohh... ohh... Hey. How's it going? Hi. Good. How are you? Not too bad. Seen any good movies lately? Uh, well, I- I saw Shampoo Village during the weekend. That's so funny. Me too. Oh. What did you think? Oh... - You? - Same. I felt like they were trying too hard. That's exactly what I said. And that whole road trip thing just really didn't work for me. It didn't work. I know. Next customer! - Hello. - Hi. Yes, can I please have - a double tall cappuccino, please? - Okay. - And your name? - Doug. - Amy. Nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you, Amy. So, what kind of music are you into? Oh, uh, all kinds. Basically whatever's on the radio, whatever's popular. Yeah. - You? - Same. - Yeah? - Yeah. A bit of everything. Totally. There's this band that I just discovered a few weeks ago, they're really good. They're kind of obscure. They're called Skinny. - Shut up! - What? - I love them! - You do? Yeah! I have every one of their CDs. - Huh. Really. Me too. - That's so funny! Yeah. Yeah. I mean, I bought all mine on the same day. Holy shit! Yeah, when I find a band and they've got a lot of CDs but I'm just finding out about 'em, I just go and buy all the CDs in one fell swoop, 'cause- Doug, double cappuccino. - That's you. - Yeah. - Uh-huh. - Well, um, it was nice talking to you. Yeah. I guess I'll see you around, huh? Yes. I can't wait to hear about your taste in books. Yeah. - Bye. - Take care. So I met a guy in the coffee shop today. - Was he cute? - I don't know. He's okay, I guess. It's not like that. We just had a lot in common, like movies and music- the exact same taste. - That's awesome. - And he loves that band Skinny. Oh, my God! Nobody knows about them. - Yeah. - So, do you like him? I hardly know him, Jen. Seriously, I mean, I've talked to him for like five minutes, total. Amy, swear to God. If you don't give this a chance I'm gonna kick your ass. Oh, shit. - Hello? - What up, girl? - What? - I asked you first. - Who is this? - Ouch. That hurts. - Matt? - How's it goin', dude? Who are you calling "dude"? So listen, unless you got a policy against dating coworkers, what do you say we go out tomorrow night? You know, a little dinner, movie, candlelight... Well, I gotta say it's kinda short notice, you know? Man, you're gonna make me squirm, aren't ya? Well, that's cool. I'll just go stick my head in the oven. Well, I suppose I can juggle a few things. No pressure. So, what time does this night of magic begin? Let's see... pick you up at eight? Sure. Hey. What's up, dude? So I'm a dude now, huh? - No, I was just- - What's up, dude? Ha ha! - It's just an expression. - I know. I'm sorry. I'm just kidding. How's it going? Good. Good. Thank God it's Friday, huh? Yeah, thank God. What are you doing this weekend? Well, tonight I thought we'd catch our favorite band at Red Bar. - What? - Yeah, Skinny. I just happen to have an extra ticket to their show, so, uh... you wanna come? - Are you serious? - Yes. Yes, I was gonna go with my friend, but he's sick, and I know what a big fan you are, so I thought you might like to go... with me. Oh, my God, Doug, that's so sweet of you. The show starts at ten, so maybe we can grab some dinner first or some drinks, or... What? I'm sorry, Doug, I can't go. I made plans and there's just no way I can break them. Not even for Skinny? It sucks, I know. Well, they're only playing in town for one night, so it- It's a family thing. They don't live here, and if I cancel, they'd just kill me, you know? I'm sorry. It's okay. - Any other night would be great. - Yeah. Another night. I know it's short notice, I just thought, uh... Well, I know someone else who would- who would love to go, so... don't worry about it. - Really? - Yeah. It's... - You mean it? - Yes. It's no big deal. Don't- look, I- I better get goin'. I have a meeting across town. Okay. I'm sorry. I won't keep you. No, no. It's okay. Okay. - Have a great weekend. - Yeah, you too. Bye. Augghh! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! - Hello? - Hi, Matt. - Yeah? - It's Amy. Hey! You ready to rock? Oh, God- Jesus Christ. I had to do it, Amy. I'll make it better, I promise. That's- That's very nice of you. Thank you. Thank you very much. No, no, I- I- I can't ask you to do that. No. Thank you. But- Hey, stranger. Hi, Amy. How are you? Great. You? - Well, I'm a bit nervous, actually. - Why? I called a cab twenty minutes ago, but, uh... What happened to your car? I- I don't know. Oh- be careful. I don't know. I think the starter's broken. I have a meeting in ten minutes I can't miss, so I'm sorta... Oh, geez. Yeah. You want a ride? Oh- no. No. I- I can't ask you to do that. Well, you didn't ask. I offered. Huh. Hmm. - Where ya goin'? - UCLA. Well, that's right on my way. Perfect. Seriously. - Come on. - Yeah? - You're gonna be late. - Okay, okay. What are you studying? Oh, no, I'm not a student. I'm a sales rep for a small publishing house. I go to colleges and push our textbooks. - Cool. - Well, I don't know about "cool. " It pays the bills and the hours are good, so it lets me do what I love on the side. - What's that? - Photography. Oh, cool. I mean it this time. What kind of photography? Mostly black and white landscapes. Really. Would I have seen any of your work? No, no, I- Fuck. I'm so sorry. Are you all right? - Yeah. - You sure you still want a ride? Yeah- yes, of course. I think you're a great driver. You know, I just put up a web site, if you want to take a look. Oh. I've been talking about getting my own site for months. - No, really? - Yeah. - For what? - Painting. - I paint on the side. - Oh, wow. I would be happy to do yours for you. I'd only charge you a million bucks. Nah. No, I mean, it's the least I can do after you saved my butt this morning. All you need to do is put your artwork on CD for me. Well, actually, I've already done that. Well, great. Then just give me the CD and let me do the rest. God, I mean, he's such a nice guy. I just hope I'm not giving him the wrong idea, you know? What does that mean? I can't put my finger on it. There's just something a bit off about him. Well, look, nobody's saying marry the guy. Just have some fun, you know? I mean, don't burn the bridge. You don't know where this thing with Matt is gonna go. He could end up being, like... really annoying. Oh, and thanks for your message on Friday. I really appreciate it, you know. Well, I think you're an amazing artist. - Oh, stop it. - As a matter of fact, I've got something I want to show you. - Hey. - Hi. Come on in. Oh, hey. Oh! Hi! What a- wow, what a cool place. - Thanks. - Yeah. - Whoa. - Oh, sorry about that. - Rocky, go to your bed. - No, it's okay, I love dogs. - Hey. - Can I take your jacket? No, I'm fine, thank you. I'm okay. - You look nice. - Thank you. - So do you. - Yeah, right. Can I get you a drink? Oh, uh, yeah, sure. Just whatever you're having. - It's like he knows you. - Yeah. Are you hiding a steak in your pocket, or what? Ha. No, no, nothin' like that. Oh, my God. I wanted to try and use the same sort of tone as your paintings, the same conceptual design, and your color scheme... It's just perfect, you know? Absolutely perfect. You see this little flash animation thing? I don't know what to say. I mean... thank you. - Thank you so much. - No, it's my pleasure. Um... there's no way I'm paying you fifty bucks for this. I mean... Well, yeah, that's right, you're- you're not gonna pay me anything. - Doug. - What? Seriously. I- I'm serious. I really enjoyed doing it. Good, I'm glad. But no way. You're taking at least two hundred. - No. No, no, no. - Yeah, yeah, yeah. I would have paid ten times more anywhere else. I don't wanna take advantage. You're not taking advantage. Look, if- if you wanna take me out to dinner, we can call it even. - Sorry I'm late. - It's okay. - Have you been waiting long? - No, no. My best friend that I grew up with was already living here, so... - Made it easier. - Of course. Much easier. Yeah. How about you? Did you move here with friends, or...? No. Actually it was work that brought me down here. My family and friends are all still in Seattle. Hmm. It took a lot of courage to do that, huh? The truth is, I kind of wanted to make a fresh start for myself. I just got out of a serious relationship, so Oh. Um... ...me too. Really? Yeah, it was right after college. It was like... Let's not go there. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to- to- No, no, it's fine. Uh, I just wanted a sip, you know. - It's just- I was just trying to- - It's totally fine. It's funny, huh? I mean, scary. - What? - How much we have in common. - Oh. Yeah. - Yeah. I know. We're sitting in a restaurant and the whole Mike thing came up, and... What? Why would you bring that up? - I didn't. He did. - He brought up Mike? He was talking about why he moved here and how he had just got out of a relationship, and I just said I did, too. See, Ames, there's so no reason to go there. Can you help me find my fucking shoe? The point is that he reached over and he held my hand, but it was all sweaty and gross. - Fine. Then just blow him off. - No, I don't want to hurt him. It's just, things are good with Matt right now. Here's your shoe. I'm just gonna slow it down. Tell him I'm busy whenever he wants to do something. ... high of 84, winds northwest at 5 to 10 miles per hour. Tonight, generally clear skies with a few... My fuckin' laptop was stolen along with all my work stuff. You're kidding me! How? Well, I left it in the car, I went to get a coffee, and when I came out it was gone. Oh, my God. Ames. Twelve loan applications with social security numbers, - home addresses... - You didn't lock your car? I did. I thought I did. So fucking stupid. Oh, shit, Ames, I wish I could leave right now. I'm sorry I can't. God, it was so humiliating. They had the security guard walk me out in front of the whole company. - Hey. - Hey, how's it goin'? Good. Come on in. Come here, Rocky. - Oh! Oh! - Poor guy. - I'm sorry. - It's okay. I'm fine. Seriously, I'm okay. - You sure? - Yeah. - You want a drink? - Uh, yeah, sure. You ever thought about doing your art full-time? Yeah, but, um, I don't think I can. Not yet, anyway. Amy, trust me. You can make a living at it. You think so? No. Uh! I mean it. I'm serious. Mm-hm. You're bad. I know. I'm sorry... I can't. I'm so sorry. I just- I can't right now. It's just too fast. That's okay. My bad. What did he say? Nothing, but... he was practically limping out the door. What, with his big blue balls rollin' behind him? Come on, let's go. Cocktails await the cock tease. I'm kidding. Come on. let's go. Don't make me kick you. Ohh... Ow. Ohh... Ay, fuck! No s. Yo creo que fue algo que me dio alergia. - Dios mo. - Es que me arde mucho la piel. Mija, quiero que vayas al doctor ahora mismo. Esprame. Esprame. Fuck. I don't think you want to be seen in public with me right now. Shit. We can't catch a break, huh? Yeah, I'm sorry. I know it's been one thing after another. Hey, don't worry about it. It's not your fault. Maybe you want to come over and we can watch a movie or something? I promise I'll sit across the room. You know, I- I think I'm gonna catch up on some work tonight. Yeah, you know, I've been dragging my ass on it for too long, got a shitload of stuff. Um, okay. Maybe next week or something, huh? Yeah. Yeah, I'll call you. Okay. Yeah. Feel better. - Bye-bye. - Bye. Ay! Fuck! Por qu me pasa a m esto, carajo? Oh, no. Oh, my God. Oh, my- I'm sorry. No, I'm sorry. I think it's pretty much over. Don't say that. Can't blame him, really. He must think I'm a total pain in the ass. God, Ames... It's a friggin' patch of bad luck. If he can't see that, then... to hell with him. Seriously. He's not worth it. Have you heard from Doug at all? I just hope he's not mad at me. I'm sure he's fine. Why would he be mad? You should call him, you know? Just to touch base. - Hello. - Hi. Amy Ruis, please. Speaking. Amy, it's Todd Siegel calling from Griffin Cafe in Brentwood. I'm calling about your artwork. Do you have a few moments? Well, in short, we're a five-star restaurant, and for dcor we display the work of promising local artists. What do you think about dropping by this afternoon so we can talk? I think- yeah. I mean, thank you. This is great. No, no, thank you. And please give our thanks to your friend again. Sorry? Hi, Rocky. I thought you said you had a bag over your head. Well, this is the best I could do. Well, uh... you don't look so bad. Because you can't see it. No, no, I'm serious. Here, I got you something. Oh, you're good. No, honestly, total fluke. I had a lunch meeting there today, and I took a look at the pieces they had on the wall, and I thought of you. Because the pieces were good, but they weren't anywhere as good as yours. - Oh, stop it. - So anyways, I thought that there would be no harm in asking what it would take - to get your work up there. - No, none at all. And the manager said, "Just talent," so I pointed him to your web site and here we are. Unbelievable. Listen, my friend Jen's coming over tonight with some Thai food, just a little celebration dinner. You want to join us? Oh. Uh, I'd love to, but I have to take a rain check. Oh. I'm sorry, but I promised this girl Kathy I'd meet her in Long Beach tonight. Hmm. Who's Kathy? Girlfriend? Well, I mean, I don't know about "girlfriend. " They just started seeing each other. Really. Yeah. Kind of a blow to the ego. Why? What do you care? You guys are just friends, right? You are so busted. Yeah, Jen, I'm burning with jealousy. Admit it, you want a poke from that big butt worm. Fuck off. Seriously, though, I need your help tomorrow. He's coming here for lunch and I want you to be here. Why? Just to be safe. I mean, it's great that he's moved on, I just don't want to encourage him again. It's just, he's got no confidence, you know? Ohh! Ohh! Fuck! Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Hey, it's Doug. I'm sorry, did I call too late? Shit. It's open. Hey, it's me. Oh, God, are you okay? I think I'm gonna need a few stitches. Oh, geez, okay. Um... Can you let Rocky outside? I don't want him to get hurt. Yeah. Yeah. Come on. Okay. Um... okay. Wow. Uh, well, let's get you a rag. Let's- Let me just tie it. - There. Okay? - Uh-huh. Let's get you to the hospital. Can you stand? Yeah. - Oh, shit. No, no, no, no. - Okay. Okay. Here. Tell you what. Here. I'm sorry about this. It's okay. I'm stronger than I look. I'll let him in. The shelf in the kitchen fell when I was out. The one with all the glasses on it. I stepped right into a pile of broken glass. I couldn't see anything. The damn light was off. He stayed with me through the whole thing. Even the stitches. He's such a sweetheart. Thank you so much. I know I keep saying that, but... Are you gonna be okay for tomorrow? I mean, with Rocky... Yeah. Jen's coming over before work, so... You've done enough. Seriously. Uh- At least somebody's having a good night, huh? Yeah. Oh. Yeah. So, are we still on for lunch tomorrow? Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, absolutely. - Well, I'm gonna go. - Yeah. - All right. See you tomorrow. - See ya. When I think about everything he's done for me, it just blows my mind. No shit. I'm starting to feel like a second fiddle around here. Well, you can tell him who's the boss at lunch. - Oh, crap. - What? I can't do it today. I have this fucking meeting. I'm so sorry. I totally forgot. That's okay. No worries. Well, I mean, do you want to call him and reschedule? No. I can handle it. What? Nothing. He's got a girlfriend. Yeah, we'll see how long that lasts. Shit. Be a good boy. - Hey, come on in. - Hi. - Did you hear? - No. They sold my paintings! All three of them! You're kidding! Congratulations! That is great! - I know! - When did this happen? Today. And they want three more. - So, do you know who bought them? - No, they didn't say. Well, not that it matters. I don't think they tell you anyway, do they? I don't know. I mean, I guess not. It's probably a privacy thing. But whoever it was, they got good taste, huh? God, I am so happy for you. God. Listen, get ready, 'cause I have a feeling that this is probably gonna be your new job. Imagine. What a dream, huh? - Champagne, anyone? - Hey! - Hi! Don't get up. Don't get up. - You made it. Oh... - I thought you had a meeting. - Do you think I would miss this? - No. - Congratulations, sweetie. - I got you a little something. - Thank you. It's all him. What'd you get her? I'm just kidding. Hi, I'm Jen. Hi, I'm Doug. It's nice to meet you. Yeah. I was beginning to think you were avoiding me. - No, not at all. Why- - She's kidding, Doug. Yeah, I'm just kidding, honey. - Chill. - Oh. Ha ha. - Who wants to get wasted? - I do. - I do too! - Uh, I'll have a glass. I have been telling her for ages to get out there and sell her work, - but does she listen to me? No. - Would you give it a rest? I'm just saying, you know? Well, don't listen to her. I've done a few shows. I'm not talking about a few little shows. I'm talking about really getting out there and selling the shit out of yourself. Well, some people aren't natural assholes like you. Do you want a little more champagne? - No! Doug, help me! - Oh, fuck! Shit, dude, um, sorry. - Here. Here. - Thank you. No, it'll- it'll be fine. - Jen. - No, it's okay, really. - It shouldn't stain. - It's okay. It's okay. It's all right. Do you want some more champagne? You're not from San Diego, though, right? - He's from Seattle. I told you. - Oh, that's right. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I forgot. What part? Uh, Beacon Hill. Oh, very cool. I mean, I don't really know Seattle, but my cousin Mark is from there. You, um, you have family still there? Uh, yeah, uh, well, my parents, but my dad's recently retired and so him and my mother are, uh, traveling through Europe. - Hmm. Where? - Retired from what? Uh, medicine. He's an eye doctor. Very cool. I'll see if my cousin Mark knows him. I don't know, but... You know, the last time I was there he took me to this really great fashion district called Ridgewood. - Have you ever been there? - Yeah, yeah, of course. - Do you mind if I use your restroom? - No, not at all. - Thank you. - Go ahead. There's no Ridgewood in Seattle. I completely made that up. - Don't say anything right now, okay? - Why not? Because I don't want to put him on the spot like that. We don't know what's going on. I'm sure there's a good reason for it. - You could just ask him. - I will, but not with you here. Fuck. Fuck. Hello? This is him. What? No, I- I faxed that to him on Monday. Okay, well, you're gonna have to give me an extra twenty minutes because I'm on the West Side. Okay, yes. Yes. Tell him he will have it by two o'clock. Okay. Yes. Thank you, Beth. Good-bye. - You have to go? - Yes, I'm so sorry. - So soon? - Yeah, there's a mix-up at work, - so I gotta go now. Sorry. - Thanks for coming. It's my pleasure. Congratulations again. - Thank you for everything. - I'm so happy for you. - Nice meeting you. - Yeah, likewise. I really liked her. I can see why you guys are best friends. Yeah, she's great. I mean, um, she really liked you too, you know? She likes to ask a lot of questions, doesn't she? She doesn't mean anything by it, I swear. No, no- I'm sure she doesn't, but- by the way, she mentioned something about Seattle, like a, uh, shopping district or something... - Yeah. - I can't remember. I think it was called Bridgewood or something like that. Yeah, I think so. Anyways, um, I may have said that I've heard of it, and I- I know that this is wrong, but to be honest, I- I've never heard of it. It's just that she was asking so many questions and I had to go to the bathroom, and I didn't want to be rude, but- Don't worry about it. Sometimes she's a real jerk, you know? And you buy that? Why wouldn't I? You were totally grilling him. Oh, God. Just put this to bed, all right? Seriously. It's so stupid. Well, whatever. You push me to go out with the guy and give him a chance and- Amy, I'm just saying, you know, you're kind of fucked up right now and you're not seeing clearly. I mean, yeah, he's doing all these nice- What, Ames? Come on, I'm just trying to watch your back. You're trying to watch your back. - You should just do whatever you want. - I will. - Okay, good. - I'm not a fucking child, you know? When did I ever say you were a fucking child? While you've been working, he's been saving my ass every fucking day. You know what? Forget it. Forget it. Just give him a fucking chance. Please. Seattle, please. Mark Fowles on Baxter Drive. Hey, hey, Mark, it's Jen. What do you say, cuz? Um, listen, can you call me at home tonight? I need you to track down this doctor that used to work in Beacon Hill. He's gone. Rocky's gone. He's not on the patio. - Was the gate open? - I mean, obviously. Fuck, Jen, did you check outside the gate? Yeah, Amy, he's not there. He's probably next door or down the street at the park. All right, I'll go look. Just stay there. Just stay there. Rocky! Come on, Rocky! Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you. What are you doing here? I just spoke with Amy. I thought I'd come out here and help you look. No luck so far, huh? No, but I'll be fine, thanks, okay? Hey, look, maybe we should just split up, okay? You don't like me very much, do you? I don't even know you. I mean, I know you're not from Seattle, but... - What are you talking about? - Nothing. Just forget it. Hey, how are you? Oh. I can't talk right now. What's wrong? Amy, what- Amy, what happened? Talk to me. What happened? Jen's dead. She fell down the stairs. It was so dark. What stairs? At the park. She was looking for Rocky, and... it was so wet and dark... She must have slipped. I couldn't go with her. I couldn't go. I couldn't walk. I'm gonna stay at my parents for a few more days. Okay, I understand. Come back when you feel ready. Look, I want you to know that I'm still looking for Rocky. Thank you, Doug. Do you want some more? I think I'm gonna go home now, okay? How's Kathy? Better, I'm sure, since this morning. What do you mean? She ended it. Oh. I'm sorry. It's for the best. I haven't exactly been giving her a lot of attention lately. I know. I'm sorry. No- hey, no. Don't say that, all right? It wasn't working out. Hey. I mean that, Amy. Okay? Now, you're gonna call me if you need anything, right? I'll see you tomorrow. You're the best friend I have. - Look who's home. - Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Rocky! Oh, my baby! Ooh, look at you! Mmm... So every night I've been pretty much going around the same sections of the neighborhood callin' out his name, tryin' to find him. And I'm sorta finishing my round, and I figure that I should check out that alley one last time. So I go up to the alley and I yell out Rocky's name, - and then I hear this bark. - Oh, my God. So I run down the alley, and there he is. - That's- that's it. - Holy shit. Okay, okay, hold on already. - I'm just gonna get a water. - Yeah, sure. You're not running away this time, boy. Hey. Is something the matter? It's okay, Doug. Fuck! It's all right. I shouldn't have done this. - No, Doug. - I can do it. I can do it. - No. - I can do it! It's not that. Please. Don't! Get off! I'm sorry. I can't do this. It's just not right. We made a big mistake. - I'm sorry. - How can you say that? It's not a mistake. How can you say that? I don't want to hurt you. I care about you a lot. Why? What do you have to go back to? I know that you're alone, and I- I know that. And I know that you're hurting. We don't have to be alone. I- - I think you should go home. - No. No, let's just- let's just talk about this. - I need you to leave. - I have done everything for you. When you- when you lost your job, when you hurt yourself, when you had nothing, I took care of you. - I know you did. - But you want to go back. To what? Huh? To being alone? To this empty room? To that brush? Don't you get it? I am here for you! I'm- What the fuck are you talking about? I love you! You said "brush. " My brush. What the fuck did you mean by that? How did you know that? There's no way you could- Oh, my God. Fuck! Fuck. Let me out. No, no, no, no, no. I need to explain- - Get out of my fucking way! - I need to ex- No! No! No! No! Amy! Amy! - Fuck! - Let me in! Amy! Let me in! Amy! I don't want to- I don't want to hurt you! Just listen. I want you to listen. I just wanted you to listen. Please, Doug. You have to let me out of here. - I can't breathe. - Shh. Just listen. Just listen to me. No... When I saw you... at that park, the first time... you looked so much like- - you looked so much like someone I knew. But- but- but different. She was so cruel to me, Amy. And I love her. And- and when she- - when she didn't, I... ...I wanted to die. I wanted to die. You see? Oh, God. But not anymore. Not anymore. Because of you. When I first saw you you looked exactly how I felt. And I couldn't stop thinking about you. And I wanted to talk to you, but... I just wanted you to give me a chance. I just wanted you to look at me and know that we are the same. Look... I'll take 'em down. I'll take them all down, Amy, I promise, just please don't push me away. I'm not gonna push you away, Doug. I mean it. - You really scared me, you know? - I know. I know. And I'm- I'm so sorry. I know you are. And I know how hard it is. When I moved here... sometimes I felt like... I was dying, like... I'd give anything to not feel so alone. I understand. I do. I mean... I don't like what you did, but... but I understand. In a way, I'm glad. I feel like I'm really seeing you for the first time. Can you do something for me? I want to know you more. I want to know as much about you as you know about me. So come on. I'm gonna get us some tea and we're gonna talk, all right? Hmm? Come on. Don't. Hey, what's the matter, Doug? We're just going to the kitchen. I'm not gonna do anything. We're just gonna talk, all right? Let me out of here, all right? Let me out! Te odio! Pdrete en el infierno! Fucking cunt! Ohh! Ohh! Oh, my God.